here at the frontier, there are falling leaves. although my neighbours are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are always two cups on my table.
Thursday 5 May 2005
elections
please GOD, YOU know what we ask, no beg, for our country.
2 comments:
what is it we ask?
did you read the next post? maybe for an actual end to violence? maybe for some political peace? maybe for an Assembly that works together?
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